hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the
nothin' So I just go with what i know I dont trust none Look what the 80's did To what's Bebe's kids And now we grown up Nobody ain't own us yet Young
were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner (When we were kids
'd rather die But don't cry through your despair I wonder if the Lord still cares for us niggas on welfare And who cares if we survive? The only time
, scream violence - demons all around me Can't even bend my knees just a lost cloud; Black Jesus give me a reason to survive, in this earthly hell Cause
ni**a do to you? (Damn) I knew her since elementary, she blew a kiss to me Wrote me a note in crayon, wantin to get with me We was kids, now she got three kids
first stand proud Ain't looking for hand-outs Twenty-five years up in this bi**h And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich And leave my kids a grip
on When it's on it's on There's, never a good day, cause in my hood they let they AK's pump strays where the kids play And every Halloween, check out
hatched, sparkin the flame inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game No memories, just a misery Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep Will I survive
[Eat a dick up] ["Stick up, stick up, stick up kids... still don't nothin move but the money" -- Rakim] Verse One: Live Squad Strugglin, jugglin, got
tha future And then they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the hell
See The Trouble Not Knowin It's Hard To Carry On When No One Loves You Picture Me Inside The Misery Of Poverty No Man Alive Has Ever Witnessed Struggles I Survived
kids, I don't give a fuck Better teach that bitch, and that little nigga to duck With a P-90 Roger, I put shots all through ya If you survive you gonna
[Intro:] Yeah, This is gonna hurt you this time Gon' see if y'all niggas can survive to second round You said what?! It's over boy! It's like a Murder
respective if every second I was shakin Cause I injected dope in my veins Divide and strain could I describe pain could I Describe livin life without desire mayne Could I survive